Who invented that mischievous falsehood that the way to a man's heart was through his stomach? How many a silly woman, taking it for truth, has let love slip out of the parlour, while she was busy in the kitchen.
Still the old leaven remains behind: here, as elsewhere in the “Morning-land,” you cannot hold your own without employing the voie de fait.
[…] an amusing character all but extinct now, but occasionally to be encountered […] vaporing in the groggeries along the tow-path.
Flout 'em and scout 'em; and scout 'em and flout 'em: / Thought is free.
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